Farming Tree Spirit

boom--

The surging aura exploded throughout the entire magic tower.

Above the originally silent Raven Town, suddenly the storm surged, and a terrifying magical aura hovered rapidly.

Whether they were traveling merchants, civilians working in the fields, or travelers passing by, they all looked up to the sky.

"What's that?"

"What a powerful magic wave!"

"Is there a magician who is advancing??"

"It seems to be where Lord Thomas lives!"

Exclamations came and went.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden and magnificent sight, and looked in the direction of the Magic Tower in shock.

I saw that powerful magic power hovering in the air at high speed, like a substance, converging crazily towards the high tower in the center of Raven Town.

The apprentices who were working in the tower also hurried outside and shouted loudly at a loss. The whole scene was chaotic.

And at this time.

Meditation room.

Thomas was shaking violently, watching in disbelief the changes in his body and the magic power in his body that had become several times stronger.

"Six six six...sixth level!"

"Am I dreaming?!"

Three hundred years!

Since the dream ceased.

There was no further improvement in his magical attainments.

The noble mage who was once respected by countless people has gradually declined to the point where no one cares about him now.

If he hadn't relied on the life magic he was good at to support him, he would have died like those people long ago.

Or you can only take a desperate risk and transform yourself into an undead and a lich in order to continue to live.

But now.

He actually advanced.

He became the sixth-level great mage that he had always dreamed of becoming!

Recalling the blurry scene he had just seen, Thomas felt agitated.

Can't be wrong.

That is definitely Lord Luna.

Not only did he successfully communicate with the dream forest and sense the existence of magical elements, but he also bathed in the light of the gods!

Although it was just a quick glance, the supreme will seemed to still remain in his heart, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

The only thing that puzzled him.

Lord Moon God didn’t ask for any more seeds this time.

On the contrary, to send an oracle, you need an entry-level magic scroll, and it is also a relatively rare elementary rainfall spell.

Although there are magic scrolls in the tower, you have to look carefully for them.

"Since it is something that Lord Moon God needs, it must have a deeper meaning, so we must hurry up and prepare it!"

Tap tap tap——

At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.

After the initial commotion, the apprentices finally arrived in a hurry.

"Sir Thomas, are you okay?"

Through the door, I heard a worried cry.

The apprentices all gathered outside the door of the meditation room.

But the next second.

The door opens.

A sloppy-looking Thomas walked out of the room in a hurry.

"Quick, if any of you has a primary rainfall scroll, bring it to me!"

Elementary rain spell?

The apprentices looked at each other, confused.

But someone still reacted and quickly took out a sheepskin scroll from his arms and handed it forward tremblingly.

Thomas just took the scroll directly as soon as his mind sensed it.

"You are very good. Go and get half a month's salary from the steward."

After taking one look at the young man, he turned around, slammed the door, and returned to the meditation room.

The young man was stunned at first.

Then he fell into ecstasy.

This scroll was just something he had nothing to do and wanted to study it, so that at least he would not die of thirst if he encountered any drought or the like in the future.

As a result, this unintentional move was praised by his instructor. How could he not be happy?

Even the apprentices on the side.

The look in his eyes was full of jealousy.

I was thinking about whether I should carry ten or eight magic scrolls with me in the future, and walk around in front of the meditation room from time to time.

"Do you feel... Sir Thomas's magic power fluctuation seems to be stronger?"

At this time.

A girl suddenly spoke.

Everyone who was originally focused on the magic scroll was startled, and then they came to their senses.

"I feel that way too!"

"It's definitely more oppressive than before."

"And he seems younger."

"Oh my god! Is it really advanced?"

"Didn't it mean that magicians can no longer advance?"

The apprentices screamed in shock, full of disbelief.

It's not just them.

Even passers-by outside.

Everyone was talking about it at this time.

The news that Thomas Weir was promoted to the sixth-level Grand Mage was like a spring breeze, spreading quickly in Raven Town and even the entire surrounding area, causing a sensation.

After all, it's been a long time since I heard any news about a magician's advancement, not to mention such exaggerated magic power fluctuations.

In the blink of an eye.

Many people got on carriages and rushed to Raven Town from all directions, making Raven Town the focus of the entire surrounding area.

…

"You said Sir Thomas has advanced?"

Southern Qingyuan Province.

Baron Wright, who was following the team, also received the news and stopped moving forward.

"Yes, the news just came through, there should be nothing wrong with it." The housekeeper looked at the magic letter in his hand in surprise.

As a small town adjacent to the barony, Raven Town naturally received special attention from them.

Coupled with the previous treatment of the Baroness, they were very grateful to Thomas, and they were sincerely happy to learn that he had advanced.

But more than anything, I am still worried.

Thomas' sudden advancement is bound to attract the attention of many people.

Like the temple to which he belongs.

Although he won't do anything on the surface, he definitely doesn't want to see the magician rise again and shake the temple's finally solid foundation of faith.

"Due to the decline of magic in recent years, many believers have switched to the Holy Light Sect, which has caused the temple's power to expand rapidly. It has almost reached a level that can threaten the empire. There may be unrest in the future."

Baron Wright murmured to himself, with worry in his eyes.

As a knight of the Templar, he was also a noble of the empire. Originally, the two parties were at peace with each other. He could still live a stable life and use his status to conveniently manage his territory.

But if a conflict breaks out.

Then he must make a choice.

Whether to side with the temple or help the empire.

"Maybe it's not that bad after all."

The housekeeper whispered, looking into the distance with meaning: "At least now, both sides are still in peace."

In the center of the huge team, a group of temple priests in white robes were slowly moving forward under the escort of the imperial army, followed by a team of more than a hundred Judgment Knights.

The rest.

Basically, they are the personal guards of the nobles and the accompanying adventure team.

"It just seems like everything is fine."

The baron's eyes were deep: "How do you think the monster riots come about every year? It's just a trick played by the temple to harvest believers."

"Sir, what do you mean...the monster riots are man-made?"

The butler was shocked. He knew that the Baron must know something as the knight captain.

"Otherwise? Where do you think those magic fallen ones who did not join the temple have gone? What we have to deal with this time is not just monsters."

"Protect Licia and don't let her know about this."

The baron didn't say anything more. He turned around on his horse and left to join the team in the distance.

What he didn't know was.

Licia, who was supposed to be asleep in the carriage, had actually woken up long ago and heard their conversation in full.

"Lord Moon God, please bless my father for his safe return..."

Licia held the crescent stone pendant tightly, looking at the direction where her father left and silently chanting, her eyes full of worry.

Thank you [Ji Yuan] [20220324194113795] [Tian Shiguan] [Only for Beauty Yi Zhi Smile] for the starting coin for the reward!